Chapter Index

    On stage.

    Siwoo’s fingers were interacting with the keyboard, but his head was busy talking to tiny Chaewon.

    Due to the sudden change in order, there was a lot to discuss with her.

    “But are you really going to play in the order I laid out?”

    “huh.”

    “It’s your competition. Where are all your opinions going?”

    “Your opinion is my opinion.”

    “Ah-oh. Damn it. “That damn naked shield.”

    “Then do it like this. “I came up with my own plot.”

    “Is it because I feel like I roughly know everything?”

    “Since you are me, of course you will recognize me. “Are you stupid?”

    “This is what an idiot looks like, oppa.”

    “Someone said they don’t like the sound of oppa. anyway! listen.”

    “Nocturne by Mr. Chopin and Mr. Debussy. We both met in Austria when we were very young and went on a nocturnal trip to Accordia together. That’s the story… .」

    “The winter wind continues. Our bodies are reversed and we experience great chaos. “This is a story about living in separate worlds for 14 long years after breaking up.”

    “A romantic reunion. And a sweet and refreshing feeling. “There is no song more appropriate than Arabesque to express this.”

    “But, why don’t you ask me about the number 2 in Dream of Love?”

    “Do I have to ask?”

    “Do you know what the subtitle of this song is?”

    「You don’t know. “You and I only lived by looking at Teacher Liszt.”

    “The original subtitle was The Happiest Death in an Erotic Meaning… . If you think about it another way, it also means that you are happy to the point of death, right? So I put it in. A change of thinking! Including the ambiguous meaning, Min Chae-won will not die!”

    “to sum it up… “It’s our love story.”

    “yes! So the order will be 1, 3, and 2.”

    “Noble love. We loved each other as much as we could love. We are so happy that we die… .」

    “I’m embarrassed to hear something from your mouth.”

    “You weren’t embarrassed when you said it with your own mouth?”

    “why? Hi-Hi. What’s wrong with me saying I like you? “Are we embarrassed, Jeong Si-woo?”

    “And the last one is La Campanella. obviously!”

    「… .」

    “what. What about that sinister expression? “What are you thinking?”

    “that… “You put it there with that intention, right?!”

    “It’s not? “I told you that erotic death is love’s dream number two.”

    “ah.”

    “By the way, why didn’t you include Mazepa?”

    “That doesn’t fit this theme at all. “Perform at other competitions.”

    「… Unfortunately. “Of course.”

    “know? “Siwoo.”

    “This contest is an important opportunity to test whether you have truly cured your chronic disease or not. Has the talent event regained its color? “Let’s do this after making sure it has been properly conveyed to the judges.”

    “okay.”

    “under. really. “There is no girlfriend who thinks of you like I do.”

    “Ok, thanks.”

    「If you are grateful.」

    「… . Pulling your lips?”

    “right. Wow. hey! do you want to die?”

    “I want you to stick out your lips. “I thought it was a tug.”

    “you really.”

    “ah. ah! Aren’t you kicking me too hard?!”

    It was a program that I enjoyed putting together even after finishing the story about Chaewon’s death.

    Now, the order has been completely reversed.

    I couldn’t help it.

    Because it was impossible to play the love story with Min Chae-won in this mood.

    The professor’s support strengthened my resolve. However, the anxious part of my mind was not completely purified.

    It’s a shame because I was able to express warm colors after going through a storm due to the winter wind. If I had played it in the designated order, I would have received the lowest score in Chopin’s competition, which was a designated piece for the competition.

    Rather than a song singing about the beauty of the night, it would have been a cursed song of a gloomy and unpleasant foggy night filled with all kinds of bad emotions.

    One of many selves in the mind.

    Very small Chaewon said.

    Color is coming back. I said I could just keep going like this.

    ‘So far it’s been successful.’

    The love story with Min Chae-won has suddenly turned into a biography of Jeong Si-woo and Min Chae-won.

    This was possible because Jeong Si-woo and Min Chae-won were intertwined like ivy.

    The Winter Wind sang about the despair and regret of Min Chae-won and Jeong Si-woo, who died in another parallel world.

    Arabesque from my childhood. Siwoo was still in shock after going through a romantic body swap event. Afterwards, Siwoo got better under Chaewon’s care.

    The next two songs, Nocturne, show the two people growing up and doing their best in their respective positions before meeting again. It will depict a cozy night view seen from the perspective of two people studying while saving up for sleep at night.

    Afterwards, into a dream of love. A song about the love between two people who met again. Lastly, we highlight La Campanella.

    But just one song.

    Should I play Dream of Love No. 2 or just give up?

    We are still at a crossroads of choice.

    Before Min Chae-won’s death came this close, Jeong Si-woo also took it a little lightly when Chae-won talked about the afterlife. If I took it too seriously, I couldn’t help it because I kept saying bitter things about why my expression was like that.

    But what about now?

    There is no Chaewon to console her.

    Siwoo’s thoughts are endlessly directed towards the negative.

    Professor Baek Jung-eon stepped in and somehow prevented the dam from bursting. Now it was a situation where Min Chae-won had to come.

    “A change of thinking! Including the ambiguous meaning, Min Chae-won will not die!”

    Min Chae-won said so.

    Jeong Si-woo cannot accept it like that.

    ‘It would be better if I didn’t play… .’

    Isn’t that what happened?

    It may have been a foolish choice to follow superstitions, but in the face of a rare disease that could not be scientifically proven, Jeong Si-woo had no choice but to become a fool.

    However, as long as the performer runs away from the piece he or she is supposed to play, reliability becomes a problem.

    Professor Baek Jung-eon always said this. Cho Jin-yeol, a senior colleague whom Min Chae-won introduced and met, also said.

    Since enemies can arise in any way, it is best to build up as much trust as possible.

    ‘Chaewon… ‘What are you going to say?’

    How will Min Chae-won react if she later hears that Si-woo moved on without playing?

    Are you going to nag me and nag me for rapping, saying you thought I was going to die just because I played Dream of Love twice?

    I don’t mind hearing it at all, but… .

    ‘I don’t know what to do.’

    In the end, there was only one thing Siwoo could do.

    ‘For now, let’s postpone until the end of the sequence.’

    Push the song back as much as possible. We can only hope that Min Chae-won appears in the audience in good health.

    please.

    Please come back quickly. Min Chae-won.

    Without you, the competition will fail.

    *

    It was the first time in my life that I had had so many tests.

    Contrast dye is placed on the arm and taken in and out of a donut-like machine.

    I didn’t even know how many X-rays were taken.

    As if that wasn’t enough, we also did an ultrasound scan. I took blood tests three times.

    When I complained about why they had to take so many results even though the results were not available the same day, the doctor glared at me with a stern expression.

    So now I only have three injection holes in my arm.

    Two are holes where blood was drawn. One is the IV hole.

    “Fhechiing!”

    “You. Did you sleep without covering yourself with a blanket again yesterday?”

    “Ehe. that… Because I have a fever and it’s hot.”

    “The more you do that, the more you have to cover yourself and sleep. The kid isn’t feeling well either.”

    “Hing… .”

    It was such an amazing thing.

    Reason thinks she is Chaewon’s mother, but instinct thinks she is my mother.

    So, like a real daughter, there was no awkwardness at all when she clung to her mother like this.

    I really felt like I was being pampered by my mom.

    ‘I wonder if my mother would have felt like this if she were alive… .’

    As soon as Jeong Si-woo broke his ribs, he probably ran to his mother and whined that it hurt. Even though I didn’t show it on the outside, I was always thirsty for affection.

    “So. Can you tell me what you think about making your mom’s heart drop?”

    I gently let go of my mother’s arm that I was holding on to and avoided eye contact.

    As I looked into the corner of the hallway and pretended not to notice, my cheeks got bigger.

    “Ugh.”

    “Quickly.”

    “Dear sea… .”

    “There’s nothing to be sorry about. It’s the fruit of two people’s beautiful love.”

    After a while, the door to the treatment room opened and a nurse came out and called my name.

    On the ceiling of the hospital hallway, a sign reading ‘Obstetrics and Gynecology’ is hung on transparent fishing line.

    “We have made a reservation for next week. Take care.”

    The nurse smiled brightly at me.

    It was a smile that seemed to congratulate and praise.

    I’ve been really out of my mind since yesterday.

    From the time I collapsed, I was dragged around for inspection.

    Won’t the shocking truth be revealed on the second day of testing?

    really. Because it’s funny.

    I thought I wouldn’t die thanks to Siwoo, but I never thought it would end up like this.

    “Do you remember what the doctor said?”

    “Yes.”

    “Yes. How long are you going to use polite language?”

    “Uh… Yes!”

    Mom looked at me with dissatisfied eyes and made a loop with her arms. I just hung there and laughed.

    “Don’t fill your stomach. Never eat anything. Kang Hwi will make a list and give it to you, so be sure to carry it with you and take care of it. Let Siwoo know too.”

    “Okay!”

    “I’m good at giving answers.”

    She seemed happy that her daughter was alive.

    Although he was smiling, he could see his eyes secretly blushing.

    “So. Are you going to see the Siwoo Competition?”

    “Let’s go! I’ll be waiting. Maybe he’s bragging that he won’t play until I come.”

    “Yes. Be careful and go back. Never overdo it. Got it?”

    Mom patted my stomach.

    “You are no longer single. Got it?”

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